Artist: Raekwon f/ Big Bub Album: Lost Jewelry EP Song: Whatever, Whenever Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com [Intro: Raekwon] Yeah! Fly shit man, word up man It's that old motherfuckin laid back and..... Leanin back on that good ol' Al Packer, in the back of the vehicle and shit Countin up motherfuckin sixty eight thousand, two motherfuckin vests' on the floor Got mad reefa in the ashtray, police put seventeen cars away You already know man shit is realer [Verse One: Raekwon] Threw on the Harley leather sheepskin gloves my beretta 'Bout to hit the ghetto hard body bring the kettle Niggas is drinkin and gamblin, all you see is hammers in my corner Champion sweats, hoes in pajamas 7:50 new blue this is my lady She stay playin suits mad cute two three eighties And the cousin, a police who lives in the east I knew him from the fifth grade he different that's a beast A thug smugglin cop who live in the hood Plus he rock alot of cart hard, brave hard and die hard The day I seen him, was the day they try to rob him They pulled out a flare gun they shot up his charger Yo beef started simmerin at dice games in pubs Niggas runnin up in alleyways gettin mugged Niggas lucky, 'cause them other niggas butt I sat back calm as fuck entered the conference [Chorus: Big Bub] Whatever whenever, just keep that thing up on you Whatever whenever............ Whatever whenever, just keep that thing up on you Whatever whenever............ [Verse Two: Raekwon] Show 'em how we position all of the shit glisten Stones flooded the smith and liquor I'm reminiscin Fiends is still sniffin, sons is still in prison My pen is still scriptin all of them ghetto viisons They gave me the contract came where mom's was at Left her audi '86 in the driveway and the mac Felt like young Bond Tom Ford slacks some metal lenses Two polaroid pictures in front of his brother's benzes His sisters was some hustlin dykes, bullyin niggas Ridin around mollied up plus suspended license Hit the stash box right there, hundred in cash Left her blue steel muzzle in the glove box yikes 4:40 that mornin it's foggy I'm under the Gotti Louis jumper jack and huntin hat cocky Mad 'cause I ain't fucked that mornin I had a korean malaysian black sista with a thunder back ridin me Made it to the balcony part Tossed the rope around the big lion head statue climbed up remarkably Right by the window they there Took a glance through they covered in versace covers fuckin in the mirror Couldn't see the face heard the moans La Perla draws hung off the sectional chair, copped the chrome Emptied the barrel, all you saw was goose down flyin The trigger felt like wind was two bitches lyin there [Chorus: Big Bub] Whatever whenever, just keep that thing up on you Whatever whenever............ Whatever whenever, just keep that thing up on you Whatever whenever............ [Outro: Raekwon] Show 'em how we position all of the shit glisten Stones flooded the smith and liquor I'm reminiscin Fiends is still sniffin, sons is still in prison My pen is still scriptin all of them ghetto viisons